Nothing for you to skim, scoff, talk at but pale fliers on the board, abandoned by the door long alphabet lines, stacked into tiles high above my head, my mind, my reach; but I am the measure, the file, tile, line that makes every mark appear darker, more there than I who is translucent, paleContinue reading “translucent”
The sea is vast where your dreams are mine, And mine became yours in the eyelet lemon-grass sweet; We are aging so rapidly my dear Beauty the remainder of your crow-wrinkled smile; Love born where hate defied us despite its blooming shade, nightingale blue, Is Georgia spring where summer never left, Valentine daisies on inkContinue reading “Georgia Lilies”
Challenged sickly sweet, law-abiding Doe-eyed fool, and red tape the ballot vote with terror dreams; choose the dancing devil or bleeding heart, Neither do anything but pose postcards outside clinics and kowtow to false idols; Fill hotel lobbies with dry lemon-grass Plastic particulates, rights in a glass jar; Lead them in, show them red, showContinue reading “On this day in June”
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